My heart bleeds at the death of every one of our gallant men.

There are few, I believe, in this enlightened age, who will not acknowledge that slavery as an institution is a moral and political evil.

You cannot barter manhood for peace.

My experience through life has convinced me that, while moderation and temperance in all things are commendable and beneficial, abstinence from spirituous liquors is the best safeguard of morals and health.

If we do not do this our churches will lighthouses without light, wells without water, dumb witnesses, sleeping watchmen, silent trumpets, messengers without tidings, a comfort for infidels, jubilant joys to the devil, and an offense to God.

Whither shall I flee? To no country on earth that I know of where there is as much liberty as yet remains to me even in Virginia.

What a cruel thing war is... to fill our hearts with hatred instead of love for our neighbors.